You walked out of the front door and along the stone paved path towards a pickup truck parked next to the black Ferrari on the gravel driveway. Alfred was standing next to the pickup truck; you turned your head to the left and as Antonio, Feliciano and Romano standing in front of a rose bush that was directly under the kitchen window. When you saw Romano you were weak in the stomach and tried to have little contact with him, barely even acknowledging his presents; he was the reason after all that your leaving Italy. You walked up to Antonio and planted a hug on him, which was then followed by a soft kiss on his cheek.

Antonio: letting go of your embrace
Adiós (goodbye) chica. If you ever come to Spain just call, your always welcome.

You nodded your head and let a small tear roll down your cheek; you then stepped over to Feliciano and hugged him, then followed by a small kiss on his cheek.

Feliciano: squeezing onto you and softly whimpering
B-Bella... Please a~stay a!

You placed your hand on top of his head and softly stroked his hair while releasing a soft sigh. He realised this cue you gave him, so he released you and gave you a small kiss on the cheek as you stepped over to Romano. You didn't look at Romano, just stared down at your feet.

You: mumbling
B-bye...

You then lifted up your head and walked over to the pickup truck before he could even respond; sitting in the back seat and slumped down your head, avoiding looking at anyone. You heard Alfred enter the vehicle and start up the engine, he was surprisingly quiet; he must of have been really shocked when Feliciano called him yesterday to come and pick you up. The vehicle began to roll out of the driveway, so you took this as your final chance to get a quick mental image of everyone, except only Feliciano and Antonio were still standing there.

Alfred: driving down a dirt road
D-dudette?

You: resting your chin on your hand while looking out the window
Yeah...

Alfred: quickly looking up at you in the rear view mirror
I'm sorry... I-I'm going to tell you this now so the same thing won't happen again, don't touch anyone's curl or even my cowlick. I-I don't want anyone to hurt you... you were lucky to have escaped.

You: nodding your head and sighing
Yeah, thanks... Wish I knew that earlier.

Alfred: smiling
Come on dudette! Smile! Your gonna meet some people at my place! They are very excited to meet ya!

You: lying down against your back on the back seats and being sarcastic
Whoop whoop! Exciting!

Alfred smiled and then continued concentrating back onto the road while humming random song lyrics.

...

You: standing in tomato fields and yelling
YOU DID THIS! ARE YOU HAPPY!?!

Grandpa Rome: trying to calm you down
I'm a~sorry a~but you a~must a~go a~back a. You a~broke a~Romano's heart a.

You: slapping him in the face
YOU LIED TO ME! I WOULD STILL BE THERE IF YOU NEVER TOLD ME TO DO THAT! JUST BECAUSE YOU TOUGHT THAT WE WOULD MAKE A GOOD MATCH! AND WE WILL NEVER KNOW NOW!

Grandpa Rome: holding his jaw
Your a~perfecto for a~him a!

You: kicking him in the knee cap and crying
AND I LOVED HIM! BUT YOU KILLED THAT LOVE!

You fell to your knees and began to cry, slamming your fists multiple times against the soft dirt. You felt Grandpa Rome resting his arms on your back and softly patting you. You lunged your face into his chest and continued to sulk in his embrace as you desperately clung to his neck, pulling you both over.

Grandpa Rome: sitting up and comforting you
Shhh! I a~will a~let a~you a~have a~your a~space from a~Romano~so you a~can a~think about a~it a.

You: sulking
Grazie! (Thank you)

...

Alfred: shaking your sleeping form
Dudette? Dudette!

You perked your head up and saw Alfred hovering over you as he leaded over the front seat, his face was mortified.

You: sitting up and looking out the window and mumbling drowsily
This your place?

Alfred: pointing at the building
Yep! This is my crib! We just arrived here; I was gonna let you sleep more, but you were twitching and sulking in your sleep. Is everything ok?

You: pulling open the door and nodding
Yeah, just a silly dream.

Alfred: jumping out of the car
Cool, let me show you the door.

You closed the vehicle's door and walked over with Alfred to a front door; an American flag was plastered across it and a little bumpersticker that said Alfred. F. Jones. He swung open the door and you both walked in being welcomed by a man with bushy eyebrows and blonde hair.

Arthur: smiling
Hello love, I'm Arthur Kirkland.

You: smiling back
_____, lovely to meet you.

Arthur: gesturing over to the dinning room
You must be hungry love...

Alfred: pulling you away from Arthur
Your not killing dudette!

Arthur: taping his foot and crossing his arms
Bl--

You: chiming in confused
What? Arthur was the one you were telling me that can't cook? But he looks capable of cooking; I bet he is a really good cook too.

Arthur: smiling
Thank you love.

Alfred: opening up the front door
Maybe a burger is a safer option dudette.

You walked into the dinning room and sat down; you heard Alfred sigh and Arthur proudly walked into the kitchen with a little smirk across his face. You watched Alfred slumping his shoulders and walking up the staircase, a small tap on your shoulder made you turn around in your seat.

You: looking at a blonde man with glasses over his blue eyes
Oh? Hey, I'm _____.

Matthew: sitting in a chair next to you
Hello _____. I'm Matthew, Alfred's brother.

You: looking intensely at him
I was gonna say that you too looked very similar; you seem more quiet and calmer that Alfred.

Matthew: nervously rubbing his arm
Yeah...

You: noticing his curl and moving back a little
Y-your accent, are you Canadian?

He nodded with a big smile; he seemed so sweet and adorable with his polite manners and slight shyness. Arthur walked over with a plate of scones and placed it on the table gesturing to you to try one with a cup of tea. You prepared your tea first and then reached towards a warm scone and brought it up towards your mouth.

Matthew: hiding his face
Maple!

You bit down on the scone and began to chew on it, you placed down the rest as your face began to go face pale. You began to gag at the table and gasped for air.

Matthew: pulling his hands away from his face
_____? _____!

Arthur stood up in a flash and tried to get you to sip at the tea to wash it down; you held your hand to your throat and struggled to gasp for air. Arthur was trying to get you to drink the tea while Matthew sat there sulking into his hands, suddenly you heard Alfred running down to see what was happening.

Alfred: running over to you
Arthur I told you your cooking would kill her!

You began to giggle and hid your face under the table; the three stared at you with tilted heads and confusion written across their faces. You looked up at the three and swallowed the contents in your mouth, then took another bite from the scone.

You: neutral faced and chew
What? Just showing that Arthur can cook...

Arthur: confused
Not sure if I should be thankful or pi--

Matthew: running up hugging you
I was so worried aboot you!

You: patting his head, but staying away from his curl
Sorry Matt, just had to do that for Arthur.

He released you and sat back down.

Alfred: looking around
Who were you just hugging?

You: gesturing to Matthew
Your brother here, Matthew.

Alfred: scratching his head
Who?

Matthew: sighing
Some people don't acknowledge my existence...

You: patting him on the shoulder and smiling
Hey, I will always notice you.

He smiled up at you and mouthed a small thank you; Alfred had left the room and Arthur was already occupied with his tea and a book, so you and Matthew talked for the rest of the day.

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Canada is just a sweet, adorable character!
Does this chapter seem a little depressing to you, cause I was listening to some REALLY depressing music when I wrote this; did it work?

Thank you for reading my lovely friends!

~BlueTimeFly
(A sea of 11 puppies) <--- I'm going to see some puppies today, most likely gonna bring one home too!   XD SO EXCITED!